Soon, Xu Zheng'an finished testing the current batch of samples.
He picked up the printed report and glanced at the most critical metrics, only to shake his head in slight disappointment, before handing it over to other researchers for organization and archiving.
Just at that moment, Lu Ming returned carrying 10 tubes of blood samples.
"Professor Xu, Xiao Guo said these are the 10 most fortunate blood samples. I was the first to go, and they were all allocated to our team. He also insisted that we must achieve results," Lu Ming said with a wry smile as he placed the tubes on the test bench.
"Fortunate, perhaps? Maybe that's precisely the bit of luck we need," Xu Zheng'an remarked, fondling the tubes as he muttered.
"Professor, do you really believe in that stuff?" Lu Ming asked curiously.
"Luck is something you can't say doesn't exist. Some people are just fortunate, like the Superhumans," Xu Zheng'an replied.